Simplex Munditiis Horae

My new account, previously @ask-zerran-funami | Minors DNI

[androdragynous]

art tips

don't call what you create "content". regardless of what it is. that's the devil talking. call it art, call it writing, call it music, call it analysis, call it editing, literally just call it what it is

I was going to put other things but oh my god please just don't call yourself a "content creator". you are a person you are making art / writing / music / etc you are an artist an author a musician

you are not an Image Generator For Clicks And Views. please. allow yourself to connect with your work by naming it properly and acknowledging yourself in kind

[pyrobchilling]

Oh shit I just realized I can post the "Gaussian Blur Wizard That Gaussian Blurs You" here

[transgendercyborg-deactivated20]

[zzoupz]

his friend "Motion Blur Mage That Motion Blurs You"

[blastovkatamarinecromancy]

Their long suffering associate, the "Sharpen Cleric that Sharpens you (badly)"

[artastic-foe]

Nooo!!! What have you all unleashed upon us!?!

[l4byr1nthz1]

dont forget the chromatic abberation warlock that chromatically abberates you

[vinnybox]

may I add Mystic Mosiac who turns your quality waaaaaaay down

[theo-window]

What did he do to deserve this

[rain-droplet]

punished by the council

[thestuffedalligator]

This is mildly blasphemous, but in the Toy Story universe do baby Jesus figurines from nativity sets think they’re actually Jesus, or are they just like. Babies

[gahdamnpunk]

BYE

[drinkyourjuiceshelby]

[kodama2k]

[that-twink-over-there]

[powerfulwizard]

concept: bootleg copies of memes

[thefloatingstone]

[rock10zxa]

[ironicpumpkinspice]

W h o a

[loveitorreblogit]

[haunted-meatsack]

[emiria]

this makes me uncomfortable

[alteanroyals]

This are the kind of memes Miles Morales has in his dimension

[a-cottoncandy-cloud]

Into the memeverse

[paleinthenight]

[art-res]

[1] Color Zones of the Face [Tried to find source, I think it’s here ] 

[2] Navate’s Skin Chart Supplement – the actual tutorials are:  Section I: Skin Basics &  Section II: Skin tones

Two brilliant skin tutorials. Do not use flat colors for skin! Underpainting is important for realistic, vivid skin. Remember, underneath your skin is fat, muscles, red blood, blue veins, bones. 

Consider reblogging this to support the original artist. I recommend following them as well!

More Helpful links: Ask a Question/Request a Tut | Submit a Tutorial | Promote Your Art Commissions to +18.3 K Dashes | Stay Updated on DeviantArt! | Visit me @astrikos

[whysosirris]

[clendestine]

Where can I download this

[heyitsdrey]

What in the actual fuck

[qqqqqqqqqwe-deactivated20170301]

i play this in my car on the way to school now

[thewightknight]

Incredible beds

[saraheve229]

I love the bed fandom

[purpleyin]

I seriously want like a couple of these. Non-standard furniture, especially the multifunction or space saving kind, I am a sucker for. Why we not get this more often, make life more efficient people-who-decide-what-furniture-to-sell please.

[god-of-identity]

!!!!!!

[justcatposts]

“Lily likes the pretty shinies“ 

(via)

[captain-lovelace-deactivated202]

Should I post my 2021 Prediction Bingo cards

[captain-lovelace-deactivated202]

[jinxes 2021 for fun]

[akaashikelji]

here come dat weeb!!

o shit konnichiwa

[sonicthehedgegod]

this is it. this is the worst post.

[fodsley]

Toby Fox woke up one morning and thought to himself “hmmm. I will become one of the most successful game developers on the planet” then he just did that.

[nerokinnie-moved]

you forgot to specify that he woke up in andrew hussie’s basement

[unadulteratedpiratepizza]

I always see this “Andrew Hussie’s Basement” thing, but I want to know. Is this a joke about how he was doing a lot of Homestuck music or something, or was Toby Fox actually just living in Hussie’s basement?

[pereio]

This is from the official Undertale wiki, couldnt find the original posts tho. Also interesting how Hussie assumes everyone has the same naming process as him. “Oh yeah, i was homestuck i made homestuck. He was living under me he made undertale”

[no-context-vtubers]

[accel-dragons]

This is literally some looney tunes shit you dont even need subtitles

[mars-janka]

now that i think about it... the legend of zelda in many ways is just like the barbie franchaise...

[blog-of-the-wildd]

can... can u elaborate?

[mars-janka]

correct me if i’m wrong but the barbie franchaise also has many alternate timelines and realities, ones with mermaids the others with fairies, but what they have in common is barbie. barbie is the link of barbie franchaise, she’s always there, she’s always the hero

know what i mean??

[blog-of-the-wildd]

[nae-design]

Ukrainian architectural patissier Dinara Kasko‘s works are mesmerising 

[bunjywunjy]

boy I sure am hungry let me just tuck into this geodesic dome

[acaciaroots]

I need these shapes in my mouth

[writing-prompt-s]

You were once the demon king. “Defeated” by the hero, you went into hiding to pursue a simpler life. Today the “hero” has appeared, threatening you family to pay tribute, not realizing who you actually are. Today you show them what happens when you have something worth fighting to protect.

[caffeinewitchcraft]

You are told at seven that you won’t ever do anything good in your life. You grow up knowing that it doesn’t matter that you help your younger sister make her letters properly or that you’re the one who stays up late with mother when too many custom orders come through the tailor shop. It doesn’t matter that you don’t want to hurt anyone or control anyone or anything of the sort. It doesn’t matter that your name means Light in your mother’s native language because as soon as they realize that you’re the Demon King, no one ever calls your name again.

You are chased out of your village the moment your powers bloom at fifteen years old, and the skies turn black with your fear. A rock hits you between your shoulder blades just as you make it to the main road and you stumble, falling to your knees in a mud puddle at the very moment the skies open up.

“She’s cursing us!” the midwife who delivered you screams over the thunder. “She’s damning us with her!”

Your mother is crying, but she doesn’t raise a hand to help you. She did everything she could, keeping your Role a secret all these years. She won’t risk anymore with another little girl to take care of.

No one tells you that you have a choice. No kind stranger drags you out of the rain and into the warmth of their home where a wise sage tells you it is not how we are born, but what choices we make.

Instead, you take the little pack your mother hid for you in the depths of the forest and sling it over your shoulder. There’s money, provisions, and more wraps to cover the evil mark on your left bicep.

“Your destiny will find you,” your mother told you only hours ago. “I forgive you for it.”

She meant the words as a comfort, but you only heard condemnation in it. Without having killed so much as a fly, she is already blessing you with forgiveness.

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